Miller’s Famous Restaurant in Borough Park
has undergone a radical facelift.

Joe Miller, son of Michael "Mike" Miller (the second
owner of Miller’s Famous Restaurant) and the grandson of Chris
Miller (originally Christopher Mylonoplous of Cypress), the restaurant’s
founder, is the new co-owner. With John Odorisio, a patron of
Miller’s since childhood and a butcher with 20 years of meat-cutting
experience, the two transformed the aging restaurant, a neighborhood
institution since 1947, into a gleaming replica of a 1950s dinner.

"I was adamant that the new design should stand out from
other diners," says Miller.

It does.

Surrounded by stores whose facades were new 30 years ago, the
refurbished restaurant, with its shining red-and-white tiled
exterior edged in chrome, looks more like something you’d see
along Route 66 than a diner nestled under the shadow of the old
El train track.

"Even the design of the tiles on the wall are a replica
of a subway station," says Miller, who sketched his ideas
on a napkin before consulting an architect.

To expand the diner’s seating capacity from 35 to 75, Miller
designed two replica subway cars and had them built on site and
attached to the outside of the diner. Patrons can now enjoy a
hamburger, comfortably seated in one of the deep, red vinyl booths,
while looking out the train’s window.

Continuing the subway motif, a miniature train runs along a track
that hangs directly over the funky, ’50s-style chrome counter.

"We want people to be reminded of a Manhattan restaurant,"
Miller says of the renovation, then adds, "but we don’t
have Manhattan prices. Two guys can eat here like kings. We give
a lot of food. That’s what we’re known for."

Chef Miller will do the cooking following the recipes handed
down from his father and grandfather. His four-course dinner
special, served each evening, features a fruit cup or cup of
soup du jour, an entree of prime roast sirloin, turkey, ham or
brisket served with a potato and vegetable, coffee or tea and
Jell-O or rice pudding - all for $8.95.

Serving quality cooking in enormous portions is a practice Miller
intends to continue.

"Everything here is homemade. We make our own corned beef,
our own brisket. We cook our own roast beef, our own fresh ham
and our own turkey. When someone orders a turkey sandwich, I’m
cutting them turkey that I roasted that morning. Nothing is pre-made!,"
Miller says with pride.

He hopes that Miller’s Famous Restaurant will be considered a
destination for hamburger aficionados the way Nathan’s lures
hot dog lovers to Coney Island.

"We closed [in June 2002] with an 8-ounce burger, and that’s
a pretty nice size. Now we have the biggest with our 9-ounce
burger, and it’s delicious - juicy and so fresh," he says.

Special bragging rights apply to the diner’s Greek salad.

"We make a Greek salad like nobody else," says Miller.
"We use hard-boiled eggs but no anchovies. We put in the
eggs, and the feta cheese, and the oil and vinegar and the olives,
and we turn the salad ourselves. We mix it together like they
do in Greece, in the old town. We are famous for our Greek salads."

Disappointing customers who might compare him unfavorably to
his predecessors isn’t an option for Miller.

"People come in here, and they see a young kid - I’m 32
years old," explains Miller. "And if they say, ’Oh,
the kid made it all fancy but the food stinks,’ then I have no
business. I’m feeding people who my grandparents served 50 years
ago."

As if on cue, an older couple, with unmistakable Brooklyn accents,
walks in.

"Hey, Hey Joey," they say. "Whayz Jimmy Bow’s
pictuah?"

"Thatz huh brothah," says the man pointing to his wife.

"Yeah," she says, "Jimmy wuz the bahtendah at
the El-ah-gont. Yaw fatha had thah pictuah hangin’ behin’ the
counta for a thousan’ yeeuhs."

"This is perfect!" says Miller. "This is not staged!
If you stay here all day, you’ll see people dropping in saying,
’I remember your grandmother!’ They tell me, ’When I came to
America we couldn’t afford to eat. Your grandmother used to give
us french fries with cheese and a lime Rickey.’ [The lime Rickey
is still on the menu.] She never let anyone leave without being
fed."

"Tell Tina how long you’ve been coming here," Miller
asks Al, the diner’s fruit man, who wanders in to say hello to
Mike and "the boys."

"Oh," says Al, "Like, 40 years! I knew his grandparents
when his father was this big." He holds his hand near his
knee.

Patrons who remember the original Miller’s, which opened in 1947
on 13th Avenue at New Utrecht Avenue, and have seen the restaurant
evolve since 1957 in its present location on the corner of New
Utrecht Avenue and 56th Street, needn’t worry about a rocky transition.
After 36 years of 18-hour days, the still youthful Mike Miller
has retired, but he plans to continue as a consultant, whenever
"the boys" need him, and adds, "Joey and John
are both young and they have a lot of incentive. The diner will
be excellent."

When I visited, the kitchen was not yet open, so instead of food,
Miller searched for gifts for "The train ride back home."
He gave me a large polo shirt with the Famous Miller’s logo -
a train - on its back; a wooden massager in the shape of a bird;
a plastic key chain; and a denim, snap-bracelet for my daughter.

"You have to leave with something," he says, "so
you don’t forget us."

Miller’s Famous Restaurant (5602 New
Utrecht Ave. at 56th Street) accepts Visa and MasterCard. Entrees:
$5.95-$18.95. The restaurant is open 24 hours a day, seven days
a week. For further information, call (718) 438-9594.

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